Six Pack To Go – Top This Challenge
Six Pack To Go is my effort at some humor. I send out a challenge – can you write something
funnier? My inspiration for this poem is my grandson and the girls that fought over him. My
grandson started a martial arts class at the age of seven. By the time he was eight, he had a
‘six pack’ ( well-developed ab muscles), plus blonde hair, blue eyes, slender, tall, great
personality. Not a bragger or ‘womanizer’, in fact just quiet and confident, still he drove the
girls wild.
Sent my daughter in the store
For just a six pack to go,
Can’t wait a very long time,
I am so thirsty, you know.
Dug deep in my old wallet,
I gave her my last twenty,
Some pretzels, too, that enough?
Sure, she said, this is plenty.
Sunny day started out warm,
Now, it was getting too hot,
Young woman came out the door,
I grinned, daughter? it was not.
Another gal, looked like her,
Gal madder than a wet hen,
She flipped someone off inside,
Said, glad she is not my friend!
Burning rubber she took off,
Tore out of the parking lot,
Waited a little longer,
Inside my car was too hot.
Went in the store, hurry up!
I called to daughter, come on!
She was flirting with Max’s son,
Nice young guy, name is Ron.
She gave him my last twenty,
Bye, Mom! They ran out the door,
Hey! come back here now daughter,
Stood there with Max in his store.
Seems the two gals were fighting,
Over a six pack to go,
Over beer? there is a lot here!
Oh! No, said Max, my son’s show.
What show? His fine abs said Max,
Both gals wanted a six pack,
And Ron took off his tee shirt,
He needed money for gas.
Your daughter won, so they date,
Can I charge a six pack, Max?
He quickly took off his tee shirt,
I got one here, glad you asked.
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© 2017 Phyllis Doyle Burns
I have always liked to write.It is important to me that writing comes from my heart and soul. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions.
I began writing content online in 2007, starting with BellaOnline - A Voice For Women, where I was the Native American Editor, Folklore & Mythology Editor, and the Appalachian Editor. I also wrote articles forThe Examiner, Daily Two Cents, and Yahoo. I am currently an author on HubPages.
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Good fun Phyllis, a great idea.
Thank you, Tony. Yes, this was a fun write. I hope others will take the challenge.
ha ha ha – me thinks your mind is a wandering there lass…..
ah ha ha ha … Maybe just a tad bit. Glad you enjoyed it, Ralph. Thank you.
Haha…pretty funny tale there Phyllis. Enjoyed.
Thank you, John. I did have fun with that one. My daughter loved it.
This is what we need Phyllis , more humor in life ! And perhaps many more six packs too ?
I know i’ll never have one – one of that kind anyways !
Nice job my friend !
Thank you, Ed. Yes, a little humor here and there is good. Laughing wakes up and increases those little endorphins in our brains. Glad you enjoyed this poem, my friend.